Zoe
We drove back to the compound in tense silence after spotting Cole, security tightening around all of us for the remainder of the evening, though nothing further happened before the sun finally set on qualifying day. By the time dinner wound down and the rest of the club had drifted off toward their own rooms, exhaustion and lingering adrenaline had settled heavy over the four of us, gathered together in the quiet of Ryder’s room like we needed the proximity as much as the rest.
“Finals tomorrow,” I said, sitting cross-legged on the bed, still processing everything the day had thrown at us. “And Cole, watching us the whole time like he already knows how this ends.”
“He doesn’t know anything,” Jax said, settling in beside me, his earlier tension from spotting Cole finally easing into
